"Where were
you when I laid the foundations of the earth ... when the morning stars sang
together?" God asks in Job 38:4,7.
Showing posts with label Tree of Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tree of Life. Show all posts
Friday, June 8, 2012
Mystery
"Where were
you when I laid the foundations of the earth ... when the morning stars sang
together?" God asks in Job 38:4,7.
The movie Tree of Life opens
with this quote and opens into yet another theme—timelessness. How
do we wrap our thoughts around this concept when the mystery eludes us and yet
it is a fact in our daily lives? Even when we attempt an answer it only leads
to more questions.
The movie repeats cycle themes, clouds crossing
the sky in time lapse, the birth of a volcano, the birth of a child; all are
measurable, all are timeless and all keep us open to mystery.
Jesus raised similar questions in His parables.
He began with daily measurable activities: sowing seeds, watching the weather,
harvests—cycle of life. Then He pushed beyond the surface to share hidden
truths. Powerful, creative, and life-changing insights. And the most common
immediate response to these metaphors was, “How is this possible?”
The questions, the search, the curiosity all
lead us into the mystery of living here and into hereafter. Nature wraps around
our daily lives as beacon and somehow as a guardian. It is bound up with our
ability to learn to see.
“For the anxious longing of creation waits eagerly for the
revealing of the sons of God.” Romans 8:22 NAS
Nature—timeless—expressions of God’s truth—mystery—open
to conversation.
Journal Prompt:
Make a list of nature metaphor or themes that reflect a
sense of timelessness to you. Choose one for your character and write a brief
vignette when he first experienced that connection.
Share: Two of your
metaphors.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Memory
As we’ve discussed before memories are not
always measurable according to facts. Our perceptions change with our emotional
focus and we can often re-write them. Like a public eulogy or obituary we hone
in on particular details and choose to keep them as our remembrance.
However the reality still exists and can break
through to shatter our illusions. What we see as narrative shatters into
splintered particles that lack purpose or direction.
In the movie Tree of
Life, the story examines the conflicting memories of one son to his father.
Sometimes his reactions appear to be shared with his brothers and at other
times in complete contrast. Often the father showed extreme restraint towards
this son’s emotional journey but then inexplicably over-reacted towards
apparent surface issues.
A friend noted that, “The extended focus on beautiful imagery was initially arresting but
then became expected and eventually laborious. I wanted the narrative to be
more robust to stand up to the really significant and mesmerizing imagery in
order to tie it all together in a cohesive way.”
Perhaps the movie’s intent was to leave the viewer to make
their own connections and opinions, but instead left out too many real facts to
engage that conversation. When we write memories into our own memoirs, or for
our fictional characters, we need to both have an understanding of the root and
why. Only then can we share honestly—especially when we bury parts of the
story.
Journal Prompt:
Take an incident from your character’s past—perhaps
childhood—and write it up from two opposite emotional perceptions. Then blend
the two into your character’s memory. Can a viewer or reader tell which is the
reality? If not, revise.
For example, a child remembers with fondness a
special day at the fair with her father who soon after deserted the family. In
reality, the father drank heavily and repeatedly put her in danger that day.
Share: What memory does your
character refuse to see in its true light? Why?
Labels:
Creative Writing Prompt,
Memory,
Tree of Life,
Truth
Friday, May 18, 2012
Maps
“That said perhaps the movie reflects in its rawest form what it
means to be human: we carry the disjointed memories of our life (often carried
in pictorial form) with the slim thread of narrative (or understanding) that
barely makes sense of it all. I find the movie more compelling when viewed
through this lens but no more satisfying.” Mary Loebig Giles
This thought helps me understand better my difficulty
connecting emotionally with the movie Tree
of Life. Map-making into our own
personal history is disjointed enough and difficult to connect, let alone
transfer comprehension to another.
Even when we connect with a similar experience the process
of experiencing it and moving past it will be unique. Why does one child
survive a harsh upbringing with compassion and generosity and another with rage
and even more brutality? Perhaps even from within the same family.
Empathy helps us to share and yet there is still a distinct
difference. We draw the maps, we name the local territory, and we highlight the
routes taken. Yet we color code with different symbols, danger points, or rest
stops.
And the surface pristine map we draw for the world to see
may bear no reality to the chasms and ravines underneath silently waiting for
the tremor that will split it wide open. Emotional map making needs a light
touch and winds of mercy in order to communicate. It requires courage.
Journal Prompt:
The
movie focused on one character trying to map one particular stage of his
journey with specific micro memories—often out of sequence—and without
explanation.
Take
one stage of either your life or your character’s, say as a young teenager or
new parent or first time driver, and make a visual word map as if you were
placing photographs on a sheet of paper. Then connect them with colored pens to
reflect routes and the corresponding emotions.
Share: Did one
particular color or situation rise to the surface? Did it surprise you?
Labels:
Creative Writing Prompt,
Life Maps,
Tree of Life
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